When you dawdle over your morning coffee, you get to see things such as this hawk.

I was just lazily starting my day and had wandered out to sniff the morning air. The little dogs and I were trying to decide if the weather guessers might be right about the snow forecast when this fellow landed on one of my near-leafless Zelkovas, which is just a few feet from the house.

Whooee!! I crept like a little mouse inside to snatch up my camera. It’s not often that one of these fellow pauses in the back yard.

I originally thought it was a Red Shouldered Hawk. Then I thought it was a Cooper’s Hawk because I often hear the call of a Cooper’s Hawk in the spring (one of the few bird calls I recognize) and know they frequent the woods around our home. RuthieJ also suggested it could be a Sharp-Shinned Hawk. I have never heard of Sharp-Shinned Hawks frequenting this area, although they apparently winter as far north as Maryland.

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Whatever he is, he seemed particularly interested in the little white dogs, so he lingered to examine them while I did my photo shoot. I didn’t figure that the small hawk would take on a 10 lb. beast like Sarah, the deer hunter. But then you never know, so I stood guard.

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It’s days such as today that I value being self-employed and working just steps from my kitchen. (Well, the kitchen part is a blessing and a curse.) I get to see the wildlife in my back yard during the daylight hours. I don’t have to drive in the snow (if, indeed, we get snow). And I have little dogs for company rather than annoying employees.

Really, it’s probably that I’m not fit for human company at this time of day anyway.

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July 24th, 2010

It was nearly 100 degrees while I was working outside today. I have a sliver of wood in my big toe, poison ivy and am covered in bug bites. Sometimes I think I need an easier hobby.

Robin

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June 24th, 2010

Holy moly, it’s hot. I was just outside providing drought assistance to the suffering greenery. Now excuse me while I cower here in the air conditioning for a bit before making dinner.

It has been such a busy work week. I have been chained to the desk. I can’t wait until the weekend. I have tomatoes to stake, flowers to plant, garlic to harvest, strawberries to keep in control, some clipping and pruning and, who can forget, weeding!

My friend Helen Yoest, from Gardening With Confidence, will be here in about 10 days. I plan to pick her brain and get advice about some real problem areas here. I was hoping for more time to prepare for an esteemed guest, but that’s just not to be. She’ll have to take me as I am.

I hope you’re all keeping cool.

Robin

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June 17th, 2010

You can’t pick up the newspaper or turn on the television without hearing more about the Gulf Coast oil disaster.

The wildlife population will be devastated for years, perhaps decades, to come. You can help with the conservation, monitoring and aid to the birds by donating to the Cornell Lab of Ornithology. This is the top school and science center for birds in the U.S. and sponsor of many, many programs, including citizen scientist-type programs. If you cannot afford to donate, it’s a great place to just be informed or to get involved through volunteer activities you can do in your own back yard.

Robin

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May 26th, 2010

Tonight I am grateful for the internets.

Over dinner we were talking about blast-from-the-past music and then blast-from-the-past comedy. Harry and I explained how we would play stacks of 45s on the turntable to my 19-year-old son. And I remembered my parents’ Dick Newhart album and “Driving Instructor.”  And while we were talking about old comedy, who can forget, George Carlin’s “Seven Dirty Words?” Ah, the things I am teaching my 19-year-old son! Yes, I taught him about seven dirty words!

I am also grateful that the chickens had walkabout time without destroying my garden this afternoon.

And I am grateful for that arms and shoulders P90X workout, although I will be sore again tomorrow.

Live the dream,

Robin

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